I sent a text message to a few friends earlier today.
"Utah is kinda like the twilight zone"
But I think I'm more in the twilight zone than the location itself right now. I'm in Provo with half of my stuff in the car and half of my stuff in Brandon's already crowded apartment. Three hours of looking and I have a few appointments set up for looking at apartments for rent in Provo.
Apparently it is the right season for apartment hunting. The Provo / Orem area are college towns, (BYU, UVSC) and with summer session ending, many students went home for the summer and left their rooms vacant.
Not having a home base is mildly disorienting right now. There are friends here and there, but no haven... no place I can call (at least partially) mine. My car seems to be the only familiar sight and smells. I drove by the office where I'll begin work on Monday. It's on Freedom Blvd. That made me guffaw a little.
This weekend I'm flying to visit my mom, Danielle and check out Nine Inch Nails in the Bay Area. Maybe not what I should have done the weekend before I began my first career-oriented job, but the tickets were non transferable and I miss both of these women.
I should have an apartment tomorrow, so it seems. If not I have a place to crash for a few days until I do find one. There are some photos that I must share from the past few days with friends in Cedar City and on the road.
